Now its been brought to my attention, I don't like it for a start. After all I am only 62..... And don't want to feel old. Because I don't look old. So why are my hands older thanews my face. I just didn't see it. Was quite a shock for someone else to see. Kill me now..
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It’s no use getting bothered about a tactless remark. Get yourself a manicure and some lovely hand cream and really look after those busy hands. You were probably warm and it’s winter.
I have got a brilliant old fashioned manicure set and I quite like all the filing and painting. Nice little sedentary job.
Hello,
Since All This, my hand, feet and arm veins are more prominent. This partly because they bulge more and partly because my skin is thinner with Pred and I’m 55. I look like the Incredible Hulk except I’m not green and can’t lift heavy things. Add to that a career in nursing and washing hands all the time long before the kinder fluids came in, my hands looked like I was mummified by the time I was 30. Our hands generally get much less care than our face over the years too. I use creams at least 4 times a day.
Okay... the "Hulk" comment made me laugh out loud... Until I looked at my hands and imagined them GREEN!
OMG!!!!!
I am the non-green, Incredible HULK!!!!!
My homely hands raised two amazing children and cared lovingly for uncounted others during my working life.
My hands dug in the dirt to plant beautiful flowers and bushels of wonderful food.
My artists hands created exquisite jewelry and cut stained glass to make amazing and beautiful windows and panels. They guided my babies hands in their first scribbles and crayon art.
These hands were never dainty and delicate, and the closest they ever came to pamped was the occasional massage.
I love my hands, they have served me well, and earned the lumpy joints and liver spots I wear with pride. The coarse veins still carry blood to nourish my fingertips and allow me to feel the delicate texture of my kittens fur.
No longer so strong, my hands can still hold a paint brush and pruning sheers, and lift the cup of water to my dying son’s lips.
I am grateful That my hands still work..
Respectfully, Jerri
Love this, Purplecrow. I, too, have looked at my hands with gratitude. We are spirit beings, I don't claim to understand what that really means, and our bodies are how we manifest at this time in this place. One lesson all We Lot have to take on board is that we must be kind to the physical aspect of our being but not allow it to rule us. Was it St Francis of Assisi who referred affectionately to his body as "Brother Ass"? if everything was what we perceive as perfect, physically as well as psychologically and emotionally, there would be no lessons for us to learn. We are all on a journey and anger or disappointment towards our body is not productive, but I think projecting love and acceptance towards this frail structure probably does help.
I am so grateful for your post. Thank you so much for this. I am printing it out, so I will always have it.